Texty:
Head East Separate Ways

Don't know how it began Took a long time to end Now everyone's different It's a change of age Gone our separate ways Turned a different page Gone our separate ways

good things can't be rushed, I'ma keep my head up, let my karma be plushed, Watch me as you analyze my style imitate my ways, For days you amazed,

] Why it gotta be like that? Niggas, don't act because he flip tracks And broads don't know how to act Chillin the east, with the Group Home appeal Rippin